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A missed connection with a Ms. Confection
waxing and waning as the calendar pages pass
but never fully dying out as the chemistry still remains.
Too longstanding are the signals to be now mistaken,
but was anything ever meant to be done about it?
Virtue informs us of the considerable impediments to any action;
mountains can be moved but would the reward be worth the endeavor?
Beauty and worth are in the eye of the beholder
and will we ever know or always wonder?
Or perhaps even wonder at all -
would a, should a, could a,
it is what it is, and ain't what it ain't;
c'est la vie!
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